I love to bake. That may be the most predictable statement ever from a woman, who is a mom, who is home with kids, who has a cat, who blogs, who lives in Portland, Oregon. But I’m saying it: I love to bake. I have come to love baking more and more as I get […]
I occasionally get a little sensitive about writing this blog. I sometimes see that people find this blog by searching for my name. And I initially wonder, why would anyone search for me? People from high school? Ex boyfriends? The mob? Then secondly, I think back on all that I have written in the past […]
You’re not supposed to compare your kids, right? I wrote about doing that. About comparing our boys. I do it. I can’t help it. Please go read here.
I recently wrote about how I almost got hit by a car. Like most people, when urgently reminded of our mortality, I saw my life flash before me, and there were two new little faces that eclipsed everything else. And it was suddenly much, much more important to me to not get hit by a […]
I’ve lived and worked in cities for nearly half of my life. I describe myself as an “aggressive pedestrian.” When I am going to cross the street, I make it more than evident. I perch impatiently on the curb. I glance around to make sure cars see me. The instant the little white man appears, I […]